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Daddy Mashton pt.II

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It had been weeks since the encounter but you still felt awkward around Michael. That night had been amazing and you thought about it often but social gatherings were slightly nerve wracking now and it played heavily on your mind that Michael had seen you naked. Sometimes you caught him looking at you as though he was undressing you with his eyes.

Ashton never seemed to notice. He was totally chilled about the fact one of his best friends had been sucked off by his girlfriend but you wanted more. You wanted Michael to fuck you. You wanted to ride him while Ashton watched. It was all you had thought about since the last time. You didn't want to admit that to Ashton though but, little did you know, Ashton had overheard you telling a friend about your fantasy on the phone.

You'd been out with friends for the day while Ashton stayed home. When you returned you called out for him but there was no response. He must have nipped out to the shops or something. You dumped your bag and headed upstairs, intending on taking a shower in the ensuite bathroom but, when you opened the bedroom door, you were stopped short.

Michael was stood at the foot of the bed, completely naked.

"Um," you swallowed loudly.

"Hey babe," Ashton emerged from the bathroom.

"Hi. What's happening?"

"Oh you don't want to ride Michael?" He teased and you blushed as you realized he had overheard you.

"Hey it's cool," he grins, "I always wanted to see you go to town on another boy."

Ashton is topless but he still remains in his jeans and this appears to make Michael uncomfortable.

"Guys I'm the only one naked here," he reminds you, "it's kind of awkward."

"I think it's kind of hot," you blurt out without thinking.

Both Ashton and Michael smirk.

"Is that so?" Michael grins, moving towards you.

You freeze and turn red.

"What's wrong, Y/N?" He grins, "like what you see?"

You don't reply. Your trying really hard not to throw yourself at him but you know Ashton will stop the whole game if you do.

"You waiting on daddy's permission?" Ashton smirks.

You nod getting redder.

"Well how about this? You can't touch Michael until I say so but he's going to touch you as much as he pleases."

You gulp. That sounds like torture. Sweet, arousing torture.

"Michael have your way," Ashton grins at his friend.

Michael doesn't need to be told twice. He instantly grabs the bottom of your shirt and pulls it over your head. You turn to jelly as he looks at you like some sweet treat to devour. He's so impatient and he instantly removes your bra, desperate to see more skin.

He flicks your nipples, roughly, causing your head to fall back in desire. He uses your distraction to his as bathe and lowers his soft lips to one nipple while you aren't looking. You cry out and push your breasts further in to his mouth, feeling his tongue twirl around your nipple as it stiffened with pleasure.